Harry Potter Ugly Creature Novels & Stories

And, Debuk.. Ardina's body hit someone and fell to the ground. She lifted her head, her eyes began to see the figure from below to right in the face. There, before her now, was a creature more terrifying than Asmodeus. The creature was tall, large, and pointed ears upwards with a nose like a pig. Yes, he does look like a pig. Tiny tail, fat belly and flat nose. And one thing that made Ardina nauseous being close to him was that his body smelled like sewage. Not just one, but four other creatures behind him with different shapes.

This Transformation technique was extremely magical, and others wouldn’t be able to tell whether it was real or fake. Alex sneered and deliberately said, “Heh heh, why can’t I be here? Hermione Yggdrasil, are you with that guy called Dummy? Following him makes you my enemy. Now, hurry up and kneel and lick my toes, and I might consider sparing your life.” “What? You…”

Damn, I could feel goosebumps all over my body now. Cassandra’s face brightened as she amusedly watched me, and she began to laugh. What is so funny? She’s the one who’s funny. I do know that witches look so damn ugly. They only use magic to have a pretty face to fool people around, but the truth is they look awful. They have big noses, sharp chins, frizzy hair, stinky, and I don’t know what else. "Hahaha... You mean, like... hahaha... Harry Potter's?" She asked while laughing so hard at me. Like, come on, what's so funny with what I said?

Its gigantic fork was a seriously deadly thing. I heard Amaltheo screaming to take charge, but I desperately asked him not to interfere. That was the only chance I must make an impression on Allyssa. I caught a glimpse of her solemn face and vowed to myself that I shall entertain her at least. I would show off my strength even in human form. My opponent has a distinct appearance. Greenish and scaly, it was easy to brand it as ugly. Oh, yeah! That was my entitlement to call it “the ugliest creature I have ever met”. I heard my spirit wolf chuckled mentally.

"No good sittin' worryin' abou' it," he said. "What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does." — Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy When I thought it could not get any worse, Mey had proved me wrong. Not only had she broke my heart, but she also had it trampled as well. There was nothing left but sadness, bitterness, and utter disappointment.

Or what? Was Anna aware of this? The look in her eyes said otherwise. He dreaded it, why on earth would he recognize this creature in the presence of him? He was seeing this monstrous beast as if it knew him from the deepest part of his mind. Was he losing his mind? The person he fears the most was his father. That was what Harry had acknowledged from the beginning. No monster could top his father and yet, this creature had a face of him and had similar eyes to his father.

However, Harry looked down at me from above with cold eyes. “Hailey Rane, I think you’re quite useless. Don’t you know how to put on a good show? Since you like slacking off so much, then you can just stay with the crocodiles.”

I waved my hand impatiently. Seeing how casually I spoke, Keven had no choice but to go along with it. I thought I was mentally prepared for it. But when I saw my reflection on my phone, I burst into tears. I buried my face in the blanket and cried uncontrollably. Kevin was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort me. From the blanket, I asked unhappily, "Have I turned ugly and horrifying now?" Kevin replied, "No way! You're the prettiest woman in Dainsclef Village."

The instant it hit the ground, it tried to bolt, moving fast. But Hayley was faster. She kicked it hard into the wall. Shing! Her blade stopped at its throat. The creature immediately began to beg. Only then did everyone get a clear look at it. It was a dwarf-like figure. Its entire body was unnaturally pale. It had white hair, fair skin, and white eyes. It wore white pants with a serial number printed on them. There wasn't a hint of color on it anywhere. "What is that? Some kind of mutant zombie?"

Her bright eyes burned with contempt and cosmic rage. Long, dirty, matted gray hair flew in the wind. Her face was truly hideous, riddled with deep scars and warts. A huge crooked nose completed the grotesque image, and the slobbering snarl of brown, rotten teeth made her appearance even more repulsive and vile. With a powerful strike of her staff against the frozen ground, I only managed to notice how a huge, almost explosive wave threw us into some sort of wormhole.